This boy.
My favorite boy.
The boy who wasn't as devastated as I wanted him to be when I left for college.
The boy who yelled my name across the crowd, in the football stands, when I came home for the weekend.
The boy who sleeps in my bed when I'm gone.
The boy who can eat a whole box of pecan pinwheels by himself...in one day.
The boy who is learning to rope very good.
The boy who is growing up so fast.
The boy whom I miss terribly.
This boy.
My favorite boy.
Peace, Love, & He is a total moron, and that's why I love him so.
Sweet T
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